Liuniang instinctively followed to send it, Zhao Jinyuan suddenly stood up and turned around, seeing her following behind him blankly, and felt that her sudden irritability was very unreasonable-I just don't like Min Shiqing, right?

Zhao Jinyuan wanted to say that I don't like him, don't play with her, but looking at her clean eyes, the sentence "Brother Qing is good" is still in his ears, and he can't say it inexplicably.

Forget it, whatever you want. Zhao Jinyuan thought angrily, and he didn't know what he was gambling on.

Changxi was lying on the half-old rattan recliner with his legs crossed, with a cup of tea just refilled and a half-eaten two-plate snack at hand, not to mention how leisurely it was, the prince was so easy to come over, and he could still move his legs when he saw the little lady?

Hmm, if you drink too much tea, let's pee first!

But the tea and food are the most sleepy, Changxi is grinding, he really can't hold it before he gets up, the trouser belt has not been untied, and he heard the movement and hurriedly ran out to see, Zhao Jinyuan had already walked to the door, and he didn't care about the other Changxi chasing after him, he turned over and got on the horse, wiped his sweat and hurriedly followed.

Then the gloomy face of the man who rode the horse first was absent-minded, and the one who followed him endured with all his might—and then he trotted so much that the urine was even more sloppy.

Looking at the master's face, Changxi didn't dare to find a reason to slip away.

It's rare that no one around him is clever and flattering, and as he walked, he finally noticed that Zhao Jinyuan, who was quiet, was a little unaccustomed, frowned and twisted his face to look at Changxi, Changxi hurriedly laughed, and asked tentatively: "Then the An family is snubbing the world?"

The An family almost didn't talk about gratitude, how could they be lazy? Zhao Jinyuan didn't speak.

It seems that it is not, Changxi rolled his eyes: "Is that little lady making you angry?"

Zhao Jinyuan's hand holding the reins paused, but he was quite confused in his heart, did she make him angry?

Changxi felt that there was a door, and chattered and persuaded: "The little girl's family is the most squeamish, and the little girls in the family are all temperamental, and the little lady looks pampered, and it is inevitable that she is a little ignorant." His family is small, you like to pet and play, if you don't like it, just ignore it, why bother with them?"

Although he is flattering, he has no intention of harming others.

Zhao Jinyuan heard Changxi's unintentional contempt for the An family, and he was a little displeased, so he didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, so he shook the reins and changed directions: "Go to the Lianguo Mansion." ”

Although it is expressly forbidden to run horses in the city, as long as there is no trouble, except for the occasional painless squirt of the imperial history, there is usually no one who is more serious than this, after all, most of the people who dare to ride horses in the city are not ordinary people. Zhao Jinyuan has such a famous father, a little out of line, I am afraid that the name of the first gentleman in Kyoto will be worn on his head, but he is more self-disciplined than others, but he will get off the horse and trot all the way from the horse.

Changxi hurriedly chased, the horse slammed his lower abdomen tightened, almost unable to hold back, seeing Zhao Jinyuan running farther and farther, Changxi chased after the horse, and his expression was so distorted that the other attendants in the same company were frightened, and he thought something was wrong.

An family, holding the cat with an inexplicable look of Liuniang sent Zhao Jinyuan away, and turned around excitedly to find An Zhenwei to ask her about discussing marriage with Min Shiqing, An Zhenwei, who has always spoiled her, made a straight face: "How did your eldest aunt teach you? This is what you should ask?"

Liuniang shrunk her neck slightly, but she was not afraid of him: "Why can't I ask about my relatives?"

The childish and childish face was straightforward, which made An Zhenwei lose her temper, so she could only coax her: "How old are you, how can your father and mother be willing to let you out? Don't worry about it." ”

Oh, you are reluctant to let me out, but I am afraid that the beautiful boy will be ordered to leave by another family! But what can a little girl under the age of seven say?

Liuniang didn't speak, An Zhenwei glanced at Yinzhu, and coaxed Liuniang to leave: "Is your homework done? I have to go to class tomorrow, be careful that your aunt cleans you up!"

The daughter hugged the cat and turned around step by step, An Zhenwei was angry and funny, how old is this, you know that you are interested in engagement?

Sent away his daughter, An Zhenwei closed the door with Wu and listened to Yinzhu repeat the words of the two children word for word, waved Yinzhu away, and Wu's frowned: "Husband, ......"

An Zhenwei's face was calm, he still insisted on seeing Bao'er when he said that, it could be seen that he didn't care much about his attitude, and if he refused, if Bao'er was willing to play with him, he would still do his own thing, right?

Rubbing the corners of his forehead, An Zhenwei sighed, listening to what he said, it seems that he really has a heart for Bao'er, but he is young and he doesn't know it.

You must no longer indulge Bao'er to entangle with him, An Zhen is not a little lucky, from his attitude of almost brushing his sleeves away, it is not difficult to see that Bao'er's response is very unsatisfactory to him, if it really annoys Bao'er, it would be good.

"It's okay, don't worry too much. An Zhen did not appease his wife.

Wu is also a person from the past, and there was a time when he was ignorant and understood the young Aimu, where could he fool the past. Worried, after the Lantern Festival, their family also inquired in detail about the affairs of the Lianguo Mansion, the businessman was the most well-informed, and he had Daddy's good connections, so he soon knew the situation of the second son.

Lao Lian Guogong hung the name of the crown prince and raised at home, his father's son Liu Jingfeng was the general of Guide from Sanpin, and actually commanded Jin Wuwei, one of the four guards of Gyeonggi, and his mother Hong was born in the Leping Hou Mansion, which is one of the few real power families in Kyoto, this second son is the second son, very popular with his grandfather, and his mother is even more spoiled, and his father also disciplines him from time to time - the son Liu Jingmanfu chases and beats his son is also a scene.

But if you want the Wu family to see it, this prince is also a favorite son, and if he really wants to beat the half-grown son who can't catch up, he will run around the house?

The second son is ten years old this year, saying that it is not big, saying that it is not small, he really thinks about it, but he doesn't notice it now, but it is only a matter of the past few years, how will the people who spoil their sons like this treat them?

Looking at her husband, Wu thought in his heart, even if he was in high school after three years, and then waited for the official award, the six grades would also reach the top, Kyoto was full of powerful people, and there were many officials like dogs.

Maybe it's her villain's heart that thinks about the Lianguo Mansion, but when it comes to her daughter, do you have to expect people to have a good family style and not bully others?

Worried, Wu hesitated: "Why don't you ...... Let's hurry up and settle Bao'er's family?"

Strike first?

An Zhenwei and his wife glanced at each other, and both of them thought of three words: who to order?

Liuniang is too young, they don't have to think about it yet, and their daughter is quite "uncaring", unlike Siniang in the big house, several families have already handed over the message.

Can't it, it's really just for the kid of the Min family, right? An Zhenwei blackened his face. (To be continued.) )